monday monday monday
So last night I ate too much lasagna. Lori and I had made some on Saturday night. Unfortunately, I had heated the oven too high, so despite turning it down, I burned the top and undercooked the inside. Lasagna is a wonderful beast though, after refrigeration and a little microwaving it is as good as new. Even better in this case. So I naturally inhaled too much of it in my hunger.
In my fat cat elation I sat down and watched the final episode of Six Feet Under. Wow, that was a wonderful ending. I really don't rant and rave about dramas on TV often, but that show was a phenomenon. I will miss it, but one less thing to watch on TV is a good thing. Speaking of TV, I have 20 episodes of South Park on the DVR. I guess Comedy Central had a marathon. Woot! Much alcohol and South Park on Friday night anyone?
I woke up not feeling very refreshed this morning after not being able to fall asleep last night. In typical half asleep nature I went to the Coke machine to get a Diet Coke, only to have my dollar eaten. Thankfully Brian keeps Diet Mtn Dew in his little mini-fridge so I got my caffeine fix. The day got better after that, and I got done what I had intended to do today, got a bike ride in, weights lifted, opposite knee crunches crunched, and a phone call with Lori. Add to that a little Laundry and cleaning up a bit, and it was all in all a good day for getting stuff done.